“I smiled half a smile at her puppy antics, wondering what it would be like to be able to join her, to shed my human skin and the confines that went with it and just live in the moment as a wolf. What would I look like with four legs and fur—would I be light-colored like Katie, or a darker timber, like Dev? I wondered if I would be velvet black with ice-blue eyes, like Chase.”
“She had a sadness that was so deep, but it still could turn to light in a second, and when I saw her smile I wondered what it would be like to make her smile. I thought... I thought it would be like the discovery of smiling.”
“For one half second, I wondered what it would feel like to put my hand in the fire. What it would feel like when I burned....”
“I tried to smile but feared I would cry. 'I always wondered what it was like to be shot.''Now you've lived to tell the tale.”
“I have qualms and wonder what a qualm would look like if you painted it -- probably like a bowl of melting ice cream or a dish of Jell-o just before it sets.”
“I wonder what it would feel like to laugh like that, with complete abandon.”